"Dear, I could not possibly walk any faster. I'm not as little as you."

Oh my god, a billionaire was staring at you. His young daughter tugged at his arm, trying to get the tall man to walk, but he didn't move an inch.

You weren't sure what he was staring at you for. You were in rags on the street, while he was in riches. But there the man stood, holding his hand out to you, your body curled up on the ground.

Maybe opposites do attract.